Dance of shadows and light

 

the moon glows.. struggling up there.. with the clouds.. so many are there.. unendingly.. and yet.. impossible to resist those fleeting glimpses full of smiles.. can't help falling in love.. the joy reflected so pervasively.. basking in that ethereal glow.. mesmerized.. unable to contain.. to hold.. when the 'ache' merges shimmeringly in this dance of shadows and light.. as 'divinity' softly enters my heart.. bathed in a magical hush.. yes the need is there.. to hold this 'tiny' miracle that glows in my eyes.. that settles in my heart.. that makes me forget everything.. as involuntarily I stretch out my palm as if to hold something beyond.. way beyond.. and it smiles reflectively.. as I shake my head in wonder at this irresistible bond that pulls me despite all comprehension.

mystique and allure

16mar 2021

The clouds broke into inviting island destinations, but the flowers tempted with poetry glimpsed in every petal, their leaves rustling up a fragrant song.. temple bells rang notes of sanctity.. the breeze writing stories of mystique and allure.. the cuckoo sang a duet with the crow.. in an attempt to make me laugh.. the parrots and seagulls winged playful notes in hues of white and green.. a plane tempted with wondrous places to see.. the earth magnetically grounded my feet.. still the clouds shifted into brilliant waves of light, forming hills and valleys, trees and forests, hiding sunshine.. rushing to the sun for its vote.. they basked instead, in its divine light.. rising radiant and uplifting.. melting into every dreamscape.. 

cloud wave

15 march 2021

A fiery orange painted the sky.. seeping into every cloud wave.. ripples of blue mixed with white and a dash of pink, stirring the heart of a grey sky with myriad hues of life and joy.. the sea burned with desire, loving every ray, seeping every hue, reflecting their love, in every drop of itself.. the windows waited in line, for the lucky draw, and the winners of the fireworks to be declared.. 

pools of secrets

14march 2021

The sun peeped over the hills, splitting clouds into a frenzy of radiant light.. as tiny islands lit all across the sky.. squirrels flounced up and down the trees, visions of cuteness, flashes of speed.. trees expressed their love for Earth, showering flowers on the ground.. palms throwing their fronds for a gentle sweep.. stray dogs lazed around inured to their surroundings.. cats moved stealthily with pools of secrets glinting in their eyes.. temple bells tolled, with gongs ringing in-between.. people bowed passing by, at the image of the divinity within.. while beggars lined outside, dismissed and ignored.. a white dove flew down as if to condone the lessons learnt only when ready.

garden cinderellas

13march 2021

The birds unseen in the protection of the lush tree, their incessantly loud chirp-talk, the only sign of their invisible addresses.. flowers swung exhilaratedly on heavily-laden branches.. looking at mangoes hang temptingly.. papayas and coconuts watched from their high perch, in clustered protest.. bougainvillea flowered and bloomed all around, garden cinderellas writing their own fairy tale, wearing pink, white, purple, yellow, orange and magenta gowns.. brightening the world with their radiant flounce.. bowing to the cows in tan, white and black.. admiring their regal walk with horns held high, shaking their belled and beaded necks.. unaware of their sacred status, nor of their humble and gentle presence..

Kingdom of Gods

11march 2021

A sea gull told mute tales, of its quiet search and desolation.. the wind wrote lines of love on every pore, every nerve-ending.. impatient with clothes, it penned the unreality of bodies.. calling Earth, a kingdom of  Gods, waiting to happen.. debating the hand of Buddha, the footprint of Mahavira.. Guru Nanak and Jesus.. Mohammed and Krishna.. pointing at the moon, snuggled sleepily within a rosy blanket.. it questioned reality, and its comprehension.. sacred bells rang incessantly, creating vibrations to secret doorways.. blinking as if in sleep, the buildings seeming like turrets of a divine palace.. my spirit excited to fly with the parrots.. heard the sea gull speak finally, a happy sound, as it flew by with its lost mate by its side.. the sun rose to drum beats pulsing the unique heartbeat of every life..  

egyptian king

10Mar 2021

A bored light dived into the sea, turning into a beautiful swan.. another stepped in dressed as an Egyptian king, as if paying obeisance to the Moon Goddess smiling down with golden light.. joined by an entourage of maidens, dressed in colorful attire, surrounding the queen veiled in ethereal blue, all bowing to this irresistible phenomena.. the clouds rippled across the sky, vainly covering the stars, confoundingly imitating the sea.. the buildings limned against the skyline in every direction, as far as the eye could perceive.. frissons of unease imagined the possibility of their thoughts and dreams heard out loud.. where then would our sanity be.. clouds formed into a hand, reaching out in quiet blessings..

posthumous clarity

9march 2021

The lights danced in their safe cocoon.. unaware of a Dragon diving inside.. wings spread wide it stood treading water, enjoying the sight.. the blues played for calming effect.. a harp formed to strum compelling chords.. light maidens swayed with it, in blissful trance.. the sky paled in fear, turning pink at its silliness.. the moon laughed from ear to ear.. chortling in playful reaction.. the dragon bowed along with its rider.. ready to fly away.. signaled by the flame that streaked across the sky.. the sun rose to speak.. ready to unveil the confusion and mystery.. echoing off windows, in posthumous clarity.

dancing on the waves

8mar 2021

The mist and the fog sought a different holiday destination.. cleansing everything behind with hues of freshness and pride.. the buildings stood tall, their reflections diving into the sea.. the streets lit up like festival lights as far as the eye could see.. dipping and stretching.. dancing on the waves.. celebrating their own presence, on a natural stage.. the moon bowed gallantly to the stars, twinkling in the sky, asking for just one dance.. the wind flew light and free, pitching each sound effortlessly.. every plane calling out a greeting.. or goodbye.. 

mist of thoughts

7mar 2021

Silence flounders in the mist of thoughts, glimpsing the moon strum notes of quiet and peace.. lost in that music, it moves to the soundless rhythm pulsing within.. it has a voice, it has a song, it speaks a language translated in our Being.. unheard.. unfelt.. the disquiet compels.. the chaos directs.. rushing moments into a frenzy.. and time, mirror to a mirage.. the sky spreads its palette in the East, brush held uncertainly, between the greys and pinks.. the sun finger paints muted hues, in the tranquil spaces of my heart.. writing pages of love in my eyes, making darkness a myth.. holding my hand.. beaming with light.. 

peachy sky

6mar 2021

A peachy sky cajoled the greys and blues holding a wan moon in their arms.. the wind danced in refreshing abandon, pushing the unseen clouds swarming around.. the fog moved in with a heavy tread, reflecting the environment in our minds.. like a single thought removing any clarity, making it hard to see, densing with attached stories rioting alongside.. drawing reactions to lash out blindly.. if we accept the infinite facets of nature.. why limit ourselves with labels and names and stamps.. the rising sun and waning moon, all fragments created in our minds..

mixed tongues

5mar 2021

The moon grimaced sensing alien presence.. the sea stilled in worried reflection.. blimps of lighted glimpsed from afar, glided on its surface, converging towards some pre-fixed destination.. transforming into a giant wheel, invisible in its glaring light, the aliens sat facing the East, waiting to steal the sunrise.. hearts froze in hushed silence, scared to make any sound.. but the parrots laughed and screamed on time, alerting the ship into a water turbine.. the sky was tickled pink at their hurried fall.. someone lit a fire at the shore, the wind directing its shape into an ominous dinosaur.. two crows kissed each other thinking doom is near.. birds raised a cacophony of mixed tongues, cries of fear, or war, hard to decipher.. footprints of the sun reached the scene, walking around the wooden boats standing there.. 

cryptic clues

4march 2021

The rosy fingers of Dawn peep through robes of purple, indigo, and blue.. witnessing my quiet reverie, holding out its arms.. it paints my words in shapes and colors.. Dreams leave cryptic clues in languages hard to define.. Books let us experience every page of the world inside.. Nature represents the meanings life unfolds in our hearts.. Creation woos and loves pieces of itself reflected around.. Divinity holds in its mirror the entire Universe.. but our thoughts build the worlds we live, looking to Him looking at Us.. 

singular canvas

3march 2021

The pure breeze spread notes of chanting, echoing from every corner.. with myriad conches blowing in celebration of the deity within and without.. the moon, a silent witness to this sanctity, walked with me hand in hand, beaming its love, enjoying the twinkle of happiness emanating by its side.. ethereal hues shone in the sea and sky, who colored whom, impossible to surmise.. meeting across the horizon seamlessly, merging themselves into a singular canvas, painting shades of diluted sunshine.. 

tinge of paradise

2march 2021

My thoughts take wing and fly with the parrots, bratty and saucy, diving and screaming with refreshing glee.. freeing my heart from earth-bound shackles, they soar over the clouds, changing shapes and colors with matching speed.. filling my mind with shifting seasons, too swift to single or recognize.. creating fields of playful mines, they perceive a hand beckoning compellingly.. one jumps on, and others follow.. flushed with exhilaration, bathed in golden sunrise.. walking with the sun, leaving its footprints in the dark spaces within.. disintegrating, reborn, refreshed.. ready to start a new story with a tinge of praradise.. 

world holds its breath

1march 2021

Bathing in shards of moonlight, cleansing all the noise, peace quietly melts into everything.. what makes the eagle scream incessantly.. in earnest sound, filled with worry.. begging the moon to find its little one, who seemed to have gone missing.. the wind woke up to join the search, carrying whispers of a weak echo, from the opposite direction.. transfixed in a happy moment, we witness the hand of the Divine alchemist transform a silvery world to gold.. clouds experiment with hues seeking the right fit.. spilling color all around in excited hurry.. one shapes itself as a white steed, stricken in mellow light.. few jump off like riders rolling into a ball in practiced fall.. slivers of rosy skin peep through the gold spun veil, as the world holds its breath, spellbound.. 

courtiers of the sun

28feb 2021

Pillars of lights hold up a floating home, that blows its horn loudly, declaring its territorial presence.. The mist reluctantly unveils the Royal necklace clearly visible across the horizon, lined with topaz and diamonds, filled with architectural shapes and colored gems.. the moon pendant trendily styles modes of waxing and waning.. Courtiers of the sun race seamlessly across the sky, holding lightening shades of carpets.. layers upon layers, till they are satisfied.. drawing impromptu patterns, filling divine hues.. designated painters of sunshine, reveling in their unmatched art, rewarded with this gift, the canvas of the sky.. excitedly rinsing brush-tips on the surface of the sea..

streaming confetti

26feb 2021

The lights swam across the sea like streaming confetti, dancing on the waves! Shaping Crocodiles that lolled lazily closer to the shore.. some trained baby wildcats as future guards.. some played dead becoming egyptian mummies.. the moon filled with assured love, was sighted last evening.. hidden or kidnapped in a conundrum of threat or security.. eagles fly low, leaving no suspect to chance.. the wind hushes itself, carrying stories of secret rendezvous.. parrots fly helter skelter, chattering constantly of scenarios and possibilities.. flowers glisten with tears, leaves tremble tenderly.. sky unfurls in shades of white, pink, lemon and blue reassuringly.. 

hopskotch

27feb 2021

Silence danced with the wind, flying with the parrots, hearing the crow regale tales of discriminatory woes.. tip-toeing over rosy fields, transfixed by the warbler's cries.. blooming with the flowers, brightened with their smiles, touched by their pale core, pregnant with bursting seeds inside.. sliding on the veins of leaves, nestling in the lap of Earth, marveling at the company it keeps.. playing hop skotch with sparrow feet.. regaling the pages in my heart.. revealing the company it keeps.. infinite rays of sunshine filled hues in words at will.. 

sea creature

25feb 2021

Missing the moon for days now, the stars hid behind the clouds, furiously blinking away their tears.. the wind went berserk, trying to mute all sounds of desolation.. was it a sea creature's heavy breath or the butcher sharpening its knife ominously.. nerve-wracking echoes filtered through the darkness.. dogs howled in grief, a sea gull lost its bearings and screamed for help.. lights dissolved in tears, embracing each other, melting into the sea.. the trees tried to uplift the concrete jungle, wan and desolate.. the rooster winsomely sang the morning song.. as the conch blew notes of love and worship.. the dawn was greeted with broken clouds consoling each other in vain.. holding them in the palm of her hand tickling with fingers of love it saw its hues uplifting their lips.. showering rays of joy like never before, the sun let them cover its eyes in a distracting game of hide and seek ..